Outside My Box

i say I love you only when i mean it and i’ll make sure that if i’ll say these words to you, you know i mean it. 

You will be the first one to wake up beside me. You will be the first one to feel my foot rub against yours in the middle of the night.  You will be the first one around whom I will feel completely vulnerable, and probably a little awkward. You will be the first one with whom I share all my feelings. I’ll say that you know me better than anyone else, but I’m sure that I’m going to keep some stuff inside. That’s what I do. And you’ll probably be frustrated with me because of that. I will act different and strange, and you’ll want to know what’s going on, but I won’t tell you. and it’s not your fault – I want you to know that right now.

I want you to know that I LOVE YOU. I wouldn’t be writing this letter if I didn’t love you. I love you more than anything and anyone, and no one will ever change that. 

You should know, though, that you are not the only person I have loved. You will not be the first one to hold my hand, and you will not be the first one to kiss me. You will not be the first one whom I have stayed up nights thinking about. You will not be the first one whose calls I have waited for, and whose silence I have lamented. You will not be the first one I have cried about, nor will you be the first one to bring an instant smile to my face. 

And, believe it or not, this will not be the first love letter I have written. This will not be as special for me as it is for you. But what makes it different is that, even though you’re not the first person I have loved, YOU are the first person who loved me bacK. 

If you are reading this right now, i would like you to know that you are my happiness. Thank you for taking care of me, for believing in me, for encouraging me. Sorry also. 

i am always thinking of you; every micro second of my life ^__^ I Love You so much!

to K412L ANTHONY

p.s sorry kung nakay headband langga ^^ ako geh butangan para pareha ta! hihihi!  

I have seen life at its worst. I have lived differently since then. I have lived confusingly; my life is full of constant pain and never ending trials. I did not know pure happiness, I never cried, I’m just lonely. I loved him; I only had thoughts of him. Then I met you, ‘twas then that my life started to change.

I didn’t even recognize you at first glance, a long messy hair covered most of your face. Your blue shirt, and lovely sad eyes were the only part of you I could see. I continue going to the pantry to grab a glass of water to relieve my thirst. It took me 20 minutes to realize how attractive you are. Yeah, 20 minutes.

Every morning I awake, torn by bitter-sweet thoughts of you. I can’t help it. I was in a relationship with someone that time, an absurd relationship that lasted for more or less three years. If I would have known that I would fall so deeply in love with you I would never have talked to you or befriended you, for I thought this is never going to work, and just thinking about it is deeply painful. But thank God I tried, regardless of my antagonistic thoughts I still have that single hope in my heart to get close to you. I never expected this. There’s something in you that I can’t explain. We became friends. Your cryptic life urged me to know everything about you. Then I became your worst stalker. I like you even though I don’t know you that well. I scrutinize every single detail on your tweeter, and then later on facebook, just to get the tiniest amount of false hopes about you. I listened to every song that you shared, and read over the history of every single artist that you claim to “like” just to get some ounce of personal information about you. HAHA, Damn! Can’t believe I like you this much. LOL!